High School Royalty

Chapter 7

Shades of Crimson

Bulma sighed, "I--I kinda told Ryan that I was going to the prom with you..."

Vegeta blinked, "Why the hell did you do that?"

She frowned, "Well I told him that I already had a date and he asked me who and I saw you over there and … it just all …. clicked."

Vegeta crossed his arms, "It just 'clicked'?" he shrugged, "Whatever woman. Prom is overrated, and don't get any high expectations because I'm not giving you anything special."

Bulma smiled as they began walking back towards the lunch room together, "Vegeta."

He turned to her when they entered the noisy, crowded room, "No more blondes in the parking lot."

Vegeta raised on of his eyebrows in question at her command.

With a small sigh she added a short please.

Vegeta watched Ryan glare at him from across the lunch room, clearly in a state of jealousy, and he turned to face Bulma. She looked a little on the pathetic side right now. Avoiding eye contact wit him, frowning at her bruised pride from her pleading of him to take her to prom. She wasn't used to groveling, and he agreed that it hadn't suited her well. She was beautiful, rich, and intelligent. He smiled, the only girl his parent adored, not to mention would even approve of.

She lifted her eyes up to his own, meeting them with a haughty hint, and he smirked. She was gathering up her pride - about to make a scene. She was going to blow up in front of him, attack him for even making her feel the slightest bit weak.

He knew she was no one to trifled with, and he knew that she was the only woman who dared look at him with such pride. To dare treat him as an equal. He frowned, as a friend.

Perhaps it was a sick and twisted friendship, but it was just that.

Plus, he thought with a smirk, there were definitely benefits when it came to prom night, especially with a beautiful temptress such as Bulma Briefs, "Alright woman, only you."

Her peeved expression fell into a smile and Vegeta added with a smirk, but as he walked passed her he whispered in her ear, "Besides, with prom night tradition I don't think I'll be needing anyone else."

His hot breath tickled her ear and as Bulma watched him walk over to the lunch table, a dumbfounded look on her face. she sighed, "Well that's one way to get a date." she mumbled as she followed Vegeta back towards their lunch table.

When Bulma sat down at the table she smiled, "What did I miss?"

ChiChi smiled, "Well Tien just asked Launch to go with him to the prom!"

Bulma's eyes widened, "Aw! That's so cute."

Vegeta frowned, "Tell me woman, how is that cute?"

She ignored him and turned to Launch, "So have you decided on a famous couple yet?"

Launch looked over and Tien and shrugged, "Well.. um... we haven't really talked about any of that yet."

Bulma nodded, "We should keep it a secret so that on prom night it will be a surprise."

ChiChi frowned, "But what if some of us show up in the same costumes?"

Bulma rolled her eyes, "ChiChi there's over a million possibilities, chances are none of us are going to pick the same one."

ChiChi nodded and Marron smiled, "B, Yamcha asked me to go to the prom with him!"

Bulma nodded as she sat down her coffee, "I know Mar, I was sitting right here when he asked."

The purple haired girl blinked, "Oh."

ChiChi smiled, "So, Bee, did Ryan ask you?"

"Um." Bulma stuttered, glancing over at Vegeta with a small smile, "Actually, I'm going with Vegeta."

Yamcha's eyes snapped open, ChiChi's jaw dropped, and Goku lifted his head from his lunch and smiled, mouthful of food, over at his best friend, "Congratulations you two!"

Vegeta growled and Bulma laughed, "So I guess everyone in the clique is going with someone else in the clique - how appropriate!"

ChiChi shook her head, "Um... well Goku hasn't asked me." She glared at her boyfriend who chose this time to continue eating and pretend that he didn't hear her, "And Tien isn't officially apart of the clique."

Launch nodded slightly, "Well... if he's sitting here, that's close enough."

Bulma shook her head, "No Launch... we established some rules, remember?"

A smirk crossed Vegeta's face and Goku frowned as he shook his head, "Initiation?"

Tien glanced at the faces studying him from around the table. He could feel the eyes from people in the cafeteria seated behind him, they were glaring wondrously at why he was sitting here, why not them. He was sitting here with them, he froze, and they wanted him to be one of them.

He saw Launch give him a questioning look and he sighed, "I don't really know if I want to be a apart of a clique.."

ChiChi frowned and Bulma's eyebrows knitted together while Marron blinked, "Bulma, what's a clique?"

"Sh Mar." Bulma said, still staring at Tien, "And why not?"

He shook his head and Launch frowned with a small sigh, "It's alright... So, Goku, are you going to ask Chi to the prom?"

Goku looked up at shrugged, "Um.. sure, ChiChi, you want to go with me?"

ChiChi frowned and folded her arms across her low cut shirt, "Fine Goku, whatever."

Bulma opened her mouth to speak but the bell rang and the clique got up from the table and went their separate ways.

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It was now Thursday and most of the week went by uneventful, Bulma and Marron were walking through the hallway talking about their ideas from prom, and how excited they were about prom, and how their dates better be on their best behavior for prom, and... well almost anything that had to do with prom -- save prom night tradition and how they were going to dress.

Bulma straightened out the bottom of her short navy-blue miniskirt as they walked past the principles office, while Marron pulled down the bottom of her pink top so that it fully covered her midriff.

The girls smiled as they waved friendlily at the principle, who returned the two pretty girls smile and raised his arm for a small wave back.

After the two were out of the principles site they exchanged a look and a giggle, causing Marron to accidentally ram into a tall brown haired girl.

The girl was in a pair of baggy black pants and she had on a short green shirt that read 'i hate you too'. She had short brown hair that reached to about her shoulders and had dark makeup smeared across her pretty face.

"Watch it bitch." She spat as Marron crashed to the ground, her books spilling over the floor and her arms clinging to her skirt in a feeble attempt to prevent any wandering eyes from seeing up it.

Marron looked up at the girl, Roxanne was her name, her eyes screaming terror, "S-sorry." She chocked.

Roxanne smiled and nodded, "You better be, idiot."

The blue haired girl glared at her, her cerulean eyes narrowing into slits, "What did you just say?"

Roxanne turned to glare back at Bulma, shaking her head and causing her short hair to sway against her shoulders, "I called you little cum bucket of a friend stupid, you got a problem with that?"

Bulma threw her books down on the ground next to Marron's, causing a loud crash to be sound throughout the hallways, and stepped closer to her, "Yeah, I do actually. "

Roxanne laughed and her voice turned sarcastically sweet, "Oh, Bulma Briefs, what are you going to do? Have your daddy fire my daddy?"

Bulma glared at the brown haired girl, rage flowing through her veins, but Roxanne continued, "Maybe you'll try to fight me, good luck doing it in that." She pointed to her high heels and then lifted her finger up to Bulma's skirt, "It's not your fault that your friends a dumb slut or your daddies rich, so how about we settle this now -- you and me."

Bulma rolled her eyes, "Say one more thing and maybe you'll get your fight."

Roxanne smirked, "You're just another screw to Vegeta, you know that? We all are, just another easy fuck."

And before Roxanne had time to register what was going on Bulma had lunged herself at the brown haired girl, pinning Roxanne's arms down with her knees and pounding Roxanne's face with her closed fists.

Bulma wasn't sure why what she had said triggered such fierce emotions in her … but for some reason, Roxanne's words of insult towards Vegeta's feelings about her pushed her over the edge.

Perhaps it was because she had been trying to deny that very thought this entire time?

Marron rose from her spot on the ground to find a cluster of students, mainly male, closing in on the two girls, all chanting 'fight'. They were all smiling excitingly, Marron frowned.

Marron pushed her way threw the crowd about the same time Yamcha did.

Bulma was still beating Roxanne pretty bad, Roxanne looked like she got one pretty good punch on Bulma's left cheek, but Bulma was clearly winning.

Yamcha grabbed Bulma by the shoulders and lifted her off of the bleeding brown haired girl, this causing the crowd to moan in disapproval, "Bulma." Yamcha whispered as he still hung tightly onto her upper arms, "What's wrong with you?"

Bulma glared at Roxanne as she started to get up, she smirked at Bulma through a bloody lip, "The prep can fight." she said before a blonde boy wrapped his arms around her shoulders protectively and looked at her, concern filling his eyes, "You alright babe?"

Bulma brushed Yamcha's hands off of her shoulders and turned around to find the principle glaring at her, "Miss Briefs, I would have thought better of you."

Bulma smiled, "She asked for it." She muttered, rubbing her soar cheek and following the principle into his office.

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Vegeta took a seat in his History class with a bored frown, Decker, a guy on the football team who was too social for Vegeta's taste ran into the classroom and slapped Vegeta on the back, "Hey!"

Vegeta just shot him an unemotional glance and Decker laughed, "Lighten up dude."

Another guy on the football team, James, took his seat next to Vegeta and smirked, "Did you guys see the fight?"

Decker nodded quickly, "Dude, that was sweet!"

"I know, right?" Kyle said, shaking his head.

Vegeta quirked an eyebrow in interest. "Fight? Was it any good?"

"You didn't see it?"

"It was a girl fight, so of coarse it was good."

Vegeta rolled his eyes as the two boys talked amongst themselves, "Roxanne was all like," he raised his voice a few octaves as if to mimic a girl, "so your daddy's gana fire my daddy cause your friends a ho and because you're fucking Vegeta."

Vegeta raised one of his eyebrows as he heard his name come from Decker's high pitched voice, but Kyle spoke up, "And so Roxanne was lying there on her back getting the shit beat out of her."

Roxanne, hm? He had slept with her before … but he didn't think she harbored any emotions for him. He frowned, he had made it rather clear that their short relationship wasn't anything more than a temporary physical fix, and she seemed to have no objections at the time.

Yamcha sat down at the bell rang across from Decker and Kyle frowned at him, each shooting him infuriated looks.

"Why did you break up the fight?!?"

Yamcha gave the other boys a tired look, "Bulma would have killed Roxanne if I wouldn't have."

Vegeta turned his attention to Yamcha as he heard this. Confusion apparent on his face, "Bulma?"

Yamcha nodded, "I've never seen her like that Vegeta, she was holding Roxanne down with her knees and she was beating the living crap out of her face."

Vegeta smirked, almost proudly, and Kyle nodded, "Dude, I could like see up her skirt when she jumped on her and when you pulled her back Yamcha, haha. It was awesome. She is really fucking hot. I wouldn't mind a few rides on that one."

Decker smiled, "The fight was pretty sweet though."

Vegeta smirked as he got up and walked to the front of the room and exited the class room with no intention of returning.

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Launch sat down next to Marron who was explaining the fight to group of people who were surrounding her and Launch frowned, "Marron, is Bulma alright?"

Marron nodded, "Yea, she only got hit like one time."

Launch sighed, "I can't believe B was that dumb."

Tien shrugged, "Well if she had a reason to fight... I heard that girl insulted you, her close friend, her family, and her relationship with Vegeta."

Launch smiled over at him, "But think of the trouble that she'll be in, I mean fighting equals, like, suspension."

Marron frowned, "And to think, it's all my fault..."

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Vegeta opened the door to the principles office to find Mr. Scott sitting behind his desks and the back of Bulma's blue slightly tangled hair.

"Hey Mr. S." Vegeta said casually as he took a seat next to Bulma.

The principle sighed and frowned, "Yes Mr. Ojie is there a problem?"

Vegeta smirked as Bulma turned to face him, he shook his head, "Nope, just wanted to see how Miss Briefs was doing."

Mr. Scott sighed, a little annoyed by Vegeta's presence in the room, but all-to familiar with the young man, "Well she's fine, but Roxanne is another story, what do you think a proper punishment for her would be?"

Vegeta smirked as he leaned back in his chair, obviously very familiar with the principles office, "Oh, I don't know, it's only her first fight."

The principle sighed and closed his eyes, Bulma sat up straight in her chair, "Well, I'm sure my dad could pull some extra funds or--"

Vegeta laughed, "You plan on paying your way out of this?"

Bulma glared at him, turning to face him so that he could see the red mark on her left cheek. He frowned, "That's going to bruise."

The principle nodded, and Bulma's eyes widened, "Oh, Mr. Scott," she wined, "isn't having a bruised cheek on prom enough of a punishment?!"

The older man rubbed his eyes and shook his head tiredly, "No Miss Briefs, it's not."

Vegeta smirked, "I don't think your date will mind."

Bulma glared at him, "Well he'd better not."

The principle sighed, "Don't tell me you two are a couple."

Bulma shot him an award winning grin and he sighed, "Okay, Mr. Ojie, out of my site, I'm going to need to discuss Miss Briefs suspension period."

Vegeta lifted his chin and smirked, "Later."

As the door shut Mr. Scott sighed, "That boy... I swear..."

Bulma smiled and she turned back to him, "Okay, so what are we talking -- one, two days?"

Just then a very skinny boy with short, spiky brown hair came rushing into the office, holding his left eye, fighting the urge to cry, "Mr. Scott! Vegeta just punched me!"

Vegeta came in after him, taking the same seat he had earlier with an emotionless face, "Mr. S, I got in a fight, looks like your going to have to suspended me too."

Bulma gave him a look of disbelief, he just gave her a smirk and she smiled.

Mr. Scott saw their exchange and he sighed in defeat, "Get out of my sight now and don't either of you show up tomorrow. Though the both of you had better be here, early, on Monday to serve a detention."

Bulma stood up and smiled brightly, "Thanks Mr. Scott!"

She and Vegeta left the brown haired boy and Mr. Scott alone in the silent room.

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ChiChi sat in the back of class, bored, filing her nails while she hummed along to a song that was stuck in her head.

The assignment was clearly written on the board but she planned on making up an excuse along the lines of 'I had no clue Mrs. Shafer!"

She felt her phone vibrate in her purse and she pulled it out, inconspicuously, and placed in between her ear and straight black hair, "Hey, Chi here." She whispered.

"Hey ChiChi!"

"Bulma?"

"Yea, it's me."

"Where are you? I heard you got in a fight? Are you okay?"

"I'm in Vegeta's car so I don't need a ride home, yea I got in a fight, and I'm fine -- you heard I won, didn't you?"

"Haha, yea, I heard. Um... So you're going home with Vegeta?"

"Yea."

"Alright, well I'll talk to you later."

"Kay, love yah."

"Too, bub i."

"Bye."

ChiChi shut her phone and slid it back into her purse, going back to her nails her mind began to stray and she found herself thinking about her first day of Jr. High, the first day she met Goku...

Dark eyes studied a slip of manila paper as she ran her fingers over the sides of the paper in her hands. She was looking at her schedule that read 'Welcome to your first day of Jr. High!'

She looked over it, once more, trying to memorize her classes, but with all of her attention focused on the paper she didn't see what was happening in front of her in the crowded halls of the busy Jr. High, and then she felt something hard ram into her forehead and she lifted her hands from the paper to rub her soar brow.

"Hey." It was the voice of the boy she had just ran into, but his words were not harsh as if to say 'hey, watch were your going' it was more of a 'hey, are you alright?'

She whipped her head up to look at a boy that was about a foot taller than herself. He had dark, yet friendly, eyes and his long black hair was spiked up in at least five different directions.

"Hey." She said softly, a blush crossing her tanned cheeks, "I'm sorry, I was--"

"It's alright!" He said with a big grin, "My names Goku!"

She nodded softly, not believing that she, the prettiest girl in the whole school was blushing over this one guy, "I'm ChiChi, friends call me Chi."

"Alright Chi, um, I kind of like ChiChi better, can I still be your friend and call you that?" The boy asked scratching the side of his head.

ChiChi smiled and nodded, causing her black hair that was pulled back into it's right bun to shake with the movement of her head, "Sure. So what do you have first."

He pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket and nodded, "English."

"Oh." ChiChi said, glancing down at her own paper, "I have Health."

Goku frowned, "With Mr. Estlemen?"

When ChiChi nodded Goku sighed, "He's my football coach." This making ChiChi smile, 'so he plays football...'

Goku continued, "My brother had him for a health teacher when he was in 7th grade and he says that he's a pervert."

ChiChi nodded slightly as the bell rang and students fled the hallways, "Um, I guess I'll see you later then."

Goku nodded and waved, "Alright ChiChi, bye!"

She watched him walk down the hall with a dreamy smile as she made her way to the health room.

ChiChi sat down at a table that seated four, there was already a blonde girl with curly hair and a blue sundress and a purple haired girl wearing a pink shirt with a pair of jeans seated at the table when she sat down, "Hi." she greeted them.

The blonde smiled, "Hey, I'm Launch, and this here is Marron, we went to Elementary together."

"Oh." ChiChi said with a small nod, "I'm ChiChi."

Marron smiled, "Hey! I'm Marron."

ChiChi nodded slightly and Launch shrugged her shoulders, "She's not exactly the brightest crayon in the box, but she's a good friend."

Marron nodded and they watched as a blue haired girl stepped into the class room, she wore a dark blue plaid skirt with a white button up shirt while her hair hung just past her shoulders, her entire look read 'I am better than you' .

She scanned around the room and decided to take a seat down next to ChiChi, "Hi, I'm Bulma, do you all mind if I sit here?"

They all shook their heads and did small introductions.

Bulma shook her head, "I cannot believe how packed this school is, we're going to like have to stick with minimum friends so we can easily make our way to the top."

ChiChi smiled, "Hm, well us four..."

Bulma nodded, "Naturally, and, like, just a few guys -- we'll make a clique."

Launch sighed, "A clique, really?" Not sounding so excited about the idea.

Marron blinked, "What's a clique?"

Bulma rolled her eyes as she pulled out a slip of paper, "Like a small exclusive group of friends that we only hang out with."

Marron sighed, "Alright... then do we have a leader or something?"

Bulma shifter her jaw, as if in deep thought, and shrugged, "Not officially."

ChiChi sighed, and before she knew it she found herself at lunch sitting with her three new friends at a table they had designated as 'the cool table'.

Her eyes darted around the cafeteria until they landed on the boy from earlier, Goku.

"Bulma." She whispered.

"Yea?" The blue haired girl asked, looking up from her lunch, "Something wrong Chi?"

ChiChi smiled, "Do you see that boy over there?" after Bulma nodded ChiChi continued, "Well..."

Bulma smiled, "You have a crush on him!"

ChiChi sighed and Bulma nodded, "Alright, well you can ask him to sit over here and he can be the first guy to join our clique."

ChiChi smiled and got Goku to come sit with her, after he was seated with them a short boy with flame like hair and an angry frown slammed his tray on the table and took his seat next to Bulma, "I hate this place."

Bulma rolled her eyes not even looking over at him, "You hate everything Vegeta."

Goku looked up at the boy and smiled, "Hey Vegeta!"

Vegeta grunted, not looking up at Goku and frowned, "What Kakerot?"

Goku sighed, "Just making friendly conversation."

Vegeta rolled his eyes and ChiChi cleared her throat, "So is Vegeta in?"

Answering for him, Bulma nodded, "Yea, Vegeta's in."

"So, maybe just one more person?" Launch inquired.

Bulma smiled brightly, flashing to two rows of white teeth she would soon become famous for, "How about Yamcha?!?"

"Yamcha?" Marron asked, "The boy with the black hair that sits behind us in History class Bulma?"

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "I cannot stand that guy."

Bulma rolled her eyes back at him, "You cannot stand anyone, besides, I think Yamcha's kinda cute. He's in."

Vegeta humphed at this and Marron said that she agreed with Bulma.

"Alright." ChiChi agreed, and turning to find Goku cramming fork loads of food into his mouth she would have never expected him to be the guy that she was dating today...

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Bulma switched the radio in Vegeta's car, causing him to frown and change it back, she of coarse, just switched it again, this pattern repeating itself until Bulma sighed and turned it off, "Let's just talk."

"Talk?" Vegeta asked as he sped down the road, cutting a person off in a red Honda.

Bulma rolled her eyes, "Yes Vegeta, talk. You know converse; communicate … like decent people do?"

Vegeta shrugged, "Whatever woman."

Bulma smiled, "So Vegeta, why did you hit that kid anyway?"

He froze, why did he hit him? So he could get suspended obviously, but why?

She smiled, "You know, if it's because you love spending time with me then you don't have to say so, keep your pride and I'll understand."

He scowled, "Don't flatter yourself woman."

She rolled her eyes, "Um... so what do you want to do?"

He shrugged, "I don't know."

Bulma frowned, "Everything fun is closed right now... and my mom is home so going there would be a horrible idea..."

Vegeta nodded, "My mom went to Italy with her sister yesterday and my dad's at work, but I don't want you bothering me, questioning me, or following me around."

Bulma rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't."

Vegeta nodded as he switched lanes and in a few minutes they were pulling into his driveway.

Bulma hoped out of the car, straightened her skirt, and followed him into his large house.

"So, what are you going to do?" She asked as he shut the door and tossed his keys on a table set up behind one of the leather couches in his living room with a shrug, "Work out."

Bulma let out a small laugh, causing him to lift an eyebrow, "What's so funny woman?"

After Bulma shook her head, he glared at her, "You don't think I work out?"

Bulma sighed and shook her head, 'Who are you kidding Bulma? Look at his body, of coarse he works out!"

Vegeta shrugged when she didn't reply and walked away, "Don't bother me woman."

She rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't dare."

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After school Launch headed to her car to find ChiChi already there, in a deep lip lock with Goku, pressed against her Corvette.

She frowned, "Excuse me."

The couple parted and Tien soon made his way over to them, "Hey." He said with a wave as he unlocked his car.

Launch smiled at him and ChiChi made her way over to Goku's car, "Well Goku and I are going over to his house and Yamcha's taking Marron home, so I guess your on your own."

Launch nodded, "Um. Alright."

Tien smiled as he leaned against his open car door, his hand resting on the top of it, "Hey, um, do you want to do something?"

Launch smiled, "Sure!" she blushed, "Well, I mean, um, I'd like that."

Tien smiled and ChiChi watched the two, "How about Launch you drop your car off at your house and the two of you can go in Tien's car together."

Tien and Launch turned to face ChiChi and Launch frowned, "Chi, goodbye!"

ChiChi rolled her eyes as she grabbed Goku's arm, "C'mon sweetie, it's obvious that we're not wanted here."

Launch frowned as she watched her friend leave and she sighed, "So do you want to steal her plan anyway?"

Tien laughed lightly, "Sure."

As Launch opened her car door she smiled, "Follow me to my house?"

He nodded, "Alright."

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Yamcha and Marron sat in an awkward silence.

Marron sighed, "So... are you excited about prom?"

Yamcha smiled, "Yea, I am actually."

Marron smiled back at him as he pulled into her driveway, "I'm really happy that you're taking me Yamcha."

He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, "I'm really happy that I'm taking you too."

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"I'm bored!" Bulma stated to her self as she leaned back on one of the comfy leather couches in Vegeta's living room.

She stood up and made her way down the hall in the direction Vegeta had went, and when she opened the door she was met with the site of a shirtless Vegeta in his jeans pummeling at a red punching bag hanging from the ceiling.

She blinked, his movements were swift and when he moved his arms they rippled with lean muscles as his biceps extended his torso was magnified and his well formed abs flexed with his every movement, and his perfect greek god like body hypnotized her.

She blinked as she stepped closer to him, her blue eyes shinning with obvious want.

Whipping the sweat off of his brow he turned to face her, noting the lust in her eyes with a smirk.

She ran her hand up his arms, and wrapping it around his neck he smiled, "So me working out turns you on" he whispered.

She shook her head, their lips nearly touching, "Shut up Vegeta." she breathed, "Being cocky just might change my mood."

He brought his lips down to hers, roughly sliding his tongue into her mouth.

She brought her hands down to his waist and she began to unbuckle his belt, leaving it unlatched she began to unbuttoned his jeans and slide her hands down to unzip them.

Vegeta pressed his body closer to hers, and he walked her over to the wall, pressing her against it with a shove and sliding his hands down --

"Vegeta!"

They tore apart, Vegeta immediately zipping his pants back on and latching his belt, "Vegeta." The deep voice of his father echoed through the room once again.

"What." The younger Vegeta spat.

The door opened and Vegeta's father stepped in to find his son and Bulma standing next to each other, "Oh, son, I'm sorry. Hello Bulma!"

Bulma smiled back, "Hello Mr. Ojie." she choked.

He nodded, "Oh, I just saw your car and I was wondering why you we're home so early."

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Got in a fight."

Mr. Ojie blinked, "With the Briefs girl?!?"

Vegeta shook his head and crossed his arms over his bare chest, "No you idiot, with some faggot at school."

Mr. Ojie sighed, "Again, Vegeta this is your 4th fight this year."

Vegeta shrugged and his father turned to leave, "Do me a favor and don't tell your mother about this one."

Vegeta nodded, "No problem."

Mr. Ojie smiled, "Nice seeing you again Bulma."

Bulma smiled meekly and nodded, "Nice to see you again too."

When he left Vegeta turned back to her and she frowned when she saw the look oh his face, "Vegeta, the moment has past."

He narrowed his eyes at her, "What? Five seconds ago you were ready to jump my balls and screw and now 'the moment has past'?"

Bulma glared at him, "Yes Vegeta, and now I can't imagine why I would want to ever 'jump your balls'." she turned to leave the room and stopped when she got to the door, "Vegeta, later okay?"

He smirked as he watched her leave, making his way up to his room to take a shower.

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Launch pulled up to her driveway and pushed in the code to the gate and when it opened she drove down the long street until she was at the front of her house.

Tien got out of his car, gaping wide eyed at the size of her mansion, "Wow."

Launch smiled as she saw her dads Porsche in the garage, "Yeay! My dad's home! Oh, Tien, come in and meet him!"

He blinked, "Meet your father?"

Launch nodded, "Oh, come on, he's barely ever home and I really want him to meet you before prom night."

Tien sighed nervously as he followed Launch into the mansion, "Wait."

She turned around to face him, a questioning look on her face, "Yes?"

"Well.." he swallowed the lump in his throat, "I was thinking since I'm taking you to prom and we're going out tonight and I'm about to meet your father maybe... well maybe we make this official."

Launch gave him a confused look, "Official? Like boyfriend girlfriend?"

He nodded with a small blush, "Yeah, well, um, Launch, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

She nodded as she threw her arms around his shoulders, "Of course I would!"

He laughed as she pulled away and grabbed his hand, "Alright, come on now."

He straightened out his button-up shirt as they entered the kitchen to find a handsome man with dark brown hair in his late thirties sitting at the head of the table looking over a stack of papers in an expensive suite.

"Daddy!" Launch said, running over to the man and planting a quick kiss on his cheek, "I missed you so much! I didn't think you would be home until the thirtieth though."

He nodded as he sat down the stack of papers, "Well the meeting in Tokyo fell through and I was assigned for a case in Milwaukee so I get the week to stay at home."

Launch pushed the papers aside, "The week to relax, not to do legal work."

He sighed, "I'm a busy man Launch, I can't just put aside my vocation for vacation, though there is something I need to talk to you about -- but first introduce me to your friend." He said, turning his attention to Tien who was standing in the corner nervously.

"Oh." Launch said, running her hands through her dark blue hair, a little hurt that her father hadn't noticed the change, "This is my boyfriend, Tien."

Her father got up to shake Tien's hand, "Pleasure meeting you young man."

Tien smiled up at the man and shook his hand, "Thank you, sir. It is nice to meet you as well."

Launch smiled, "So, daddy, what did you want to talk to me about?"

He nodded, "Do you know the woman from the case I did in Dallas?"

Launch shifted her jaw, "Karen? The bimbo who always flirted with you?"

He laughed and nodded his head again, "Yes, well she is in town and I offered that she stay here, with me."

Launch frowned, "And just you I'm guessing."

Her father sighed, "Launch, I'm very sorry but --"

Launch shrugged, "It's okay."

He handed her a set of keys and smiled, "Do you know what these are?"

She looked them over and sighed, "Keys."

He laughed, "Yes, keys to the lake house."

She lifted her navy eyes up to meet his and smiled brightly, "Are you serious?"

He nodded, "You and your friends can have it for the weekend."

She smiled and threw her arms around his neck, she knew he was bribing her, but she also knew that it was working. "Oh! Thank you daddy!"

He pulled away and went back to the stack of papers on the table, "Your welcome Launch."

Launch turned to face Tien and smiled, "So, are you doing anything this weekend?"

Tien smiled, "What?"

Launch shrugged as she led him back out the door and they got into his car, "Well," Launch began with a smile, "I was planning on inviting my friends to stay at the lake house with me this weekend and I just thought that you might want to come along."

Her boyfriend, she smiled at the though, just laughed and nodded his head slightly, "Well I'll have Grammy put in a good word about you and we'll just see."

She smiled as the pulled out of her driveway and began their second date, and their first as an official couple.